Every time I cross, I am hooked by the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

The rain in summer came very quickly, and it fell as soon as it was said, and the sky suddenly became cloudy.

The air is filled with water vapor.

Even the cicadas that were screaming loudly disappeared, and they were probably hiding somewhere wet.

The trees on both sides of the Moon Bay Trail "rusted" with the wind and dropped water drops, and with the coolness of the withered summer flowers hitting the neck, there was a burst of fragrance.

Bo Tianyao had just arrived at the bottom of the apartment with his long legs, and before he even had time to open the door, he bumped into a person from behind, and hit his head straight on his back, causing him to move forward inertially With a tilt, his forehead hit the glass door directly, making a soft "bang".

Hey!

On purpose? !

Bo Tianyao never liked this kind of method, his brows drooped instantly, his thin lips were drawn into a line, and there seemed to be a cluster of extremely cold ice flames under his eyes.

But before Bo Tianyao could get angry, the boy who bumped into him hurriedly apologized, his voice sounded a little bewildered, "I'm sorry, I didn't stop, are you okay?"

Gee!

This time it's still a boy!

Bo Tianyao rubbed his cochlea, which became numb for no reason, and the corners of his eyes seemed to glance over carelessly.

Still a good-looking boy.

The boy looks very young, with a youthful look on his face.

A head of chestnut curly hair was soaked wet and stuck to his cheeks, his long curly eyelashes blinked uneasily, his clear pupils looked at him pitifully, the tails of his eyes drooped slightly, and the tip of his nose was also red and moist. The beautiful red lips are like rich and juicy cherries, gently sipped by the owner, like a bullied puppy.

Luo Jingli raised his eyes hesitantly, and seeing Bo Tianyao looking over, he quickly retracted his eyes half-down, his fingers unconsciously scratching the drawing board he was holding, looking very disturbed.

Hey!

More victims than victims.

Bo Tianyao reached his back teeth, couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and poked Luo Jingli on the forehead, and raised Luo Jingli's head. He laughed angrily in an instant, the smile contained in the cold eyebrows was not obvious, but Surprisingly, his voice was a little heavy, "Hello!"

"Child, who is bullying whom?!"

"Who are you going to show me with a crying face?!"

Unable to prevent being poked, Luo Jingli covered his forehead, his eyes widened for a moment, his pale cheeks were stained with a trace of red, and he retorted softly without confidence, "...I didn't want to cry."

"These were all rained down."

"If you get hurt, I will take responsibility." At the end, he secretly raised his eyes and glanced at the slightly red forehead of the tall boy, thinking that Bo Tianyao didn't see it, and glanced like a frightened man. Like a small animal, before Bo Tianyao found out, he immediately lowered his eyes, waiting for the final judgment.

Rao even Bo Tianyao has lost his temper. Come on, I can't care about such a soft-tempered guy, probably not on purpose.

Forget it, business matters.

The moment Bo Tianzhou's aunt in the apartment opened the door, he stepped in with his long legs.

Not long after he was born, Bo Tianyao, who was known as the Bingshan school grass of No. [-] Middle School, who was the most popular king on the court, also felt a little crazy in his heart. He walked fast and fast, as if someone was chasing after him.

There was indeed someone chasing after him.

Almost at the moment before Bo Tianyao stepped into the elevator, Luo Jingli jumped in again, right in Bo Tianyao's arms. After a while, when he saw Bo Tianyao's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he immediately froze, shrank to the corner of the elevator and stood there, pressed the [-]th floor, like a moldy mushroom.

Bo Tianyao stared at the thin and frail back, "..."

"Do you think you said you didn't mean it, will I believe it?"

"I always feel like you're touching porcelain."

Luo Jingli pursed his lips, staring at the floor number where he was jumping, "I want to go upstairs too."

"I can't stop going upstairs because of you."

After finishing speaking, he said again, "Why are you so narcissistic!"

Bo Tianyao, "..."

Hearing this, Bo Tianyao was very confused.

Do I need to be narcissistic? !

But what is even more fascinating is that he is actually on the same floor as this skinny boy who can almost be blown away by a gust of wind!

Still next door! !

Bo Tianyao's heart skipped a beat.

Walking towards the door of my house, there is already a small box of cakes there, this time the cake box is very cute.

There are fluffy clouds printed on the cake box, and the cake inside is also exquisite. It is a DIY fondant cake. The base is a lifelike basketball, and on the top sits a very cute Q version Xiaobo.

The q version of Xiao Bo is wearing a thin sports jersey, and is sweating with the hem of the shirt. The beautiful abdominal muscles arranged neatly under the hem are faintly visible, and she looks very cute.

It has to be said that this suitor is quite powerful.

If Zhou Lei and Wu Tianwen were replaced, they might be on the sidelines.

However, Bo Tianyao frowned.

He moved to Moon Bay after the college entrance examination. Logically speaking, few people knew that he lived here.

However, when he lived here for only a week, unknown pastries began to appear at the door.

The surveillance at the gate is always destroyed...

This can't help him not to think deeply.

Luo Jingli ran back to his home almost holding his breath. The moment he got home, he was limp on the carpet, his cheeks were red, and his eyelashes flickered, not at all like the stunned look just now .

He touched his forehead that had been slapped by that person, and began to record in the memo.

I bumped into him today.

This is not a beautiful start.

He also touched my forehead, which hurt a little, but I could feel the temperature of his fingers.

His fingers were a bit rough, and when he flicked me, his fingertips accidentally scratched me, as if they were scalded.

The white T he was wearing today, he also got wet.

I found that the muscle lines under his clothes are more beautiful than those seen on the court.

When talking, I always feel that something is numbly drilling into my ear.

Fortunately, the elevator is fast enough, otherwise I can't imagine what the consequences would be if he noticed it.

After all, he has never accepted a confession from anyone.

If Bo Tianyao knows that I like him, I'm afraid he will hate me!

Luo Jingli paused, pursed his lips again, and added two sentences at the end of the memo.

Hope to have another word with him tomorrow.

I hope that one day, he can be my exclusive model.

After deleting, deleting, modifying and rewriting on the notepad, Luo Jingli stood up from the carpet, hummed a song in a low voice and went to the bathroom to take a warm lavender-scented bath, but he was still a little dizzy after taking a bath. Beside the easel, I don't even have the strength to hold the pen, 37.8°, a little fever.

On the drawing paper, only a few strokes were sketched with a brush, and a prototype could be vaguely seen, a wet black-haired boy with half-drooped dark phoenix eyes, thin lips tightly pursed, extremely careless, wet white T-shirt It was almost attached to the boy's body, and the muscle lines underneath were smooth and beautiful, making people want to touch it. Luo Jingli turned his head to the side and coughed a few times, his head was in a daze. After drawing a wrong line, his brows suddenly frowned. screwed up.

Some regretfully said, "I can only draw again tomorrow..."

"Good night, Bo Tianyao."

"Hope to see you tomorrow too."